What in the weirdest parts of hell goes on at Demi Moore's house?

Rush used to be readily available all over NJ when I was a kid. Came in a little bottle that said 'Rush' in plain lettering.

 

Is that the stuff you dip cigarettes in?

 

The best worst episode in that show's history.

 

Seems like an awful waste of whipped cream that serves other pleasurable purposes.

 

Ali Larter agrees!

 

A roommate in college would steal nitrous tanks from the ice cream place where he worked and would do that. It seemed slightly more civilized than the people who would stand in the grocery aisles with the whipped cream can...

 

Yeah, kids used to dip cigarettes in it.
We used to dip brown-weed joints in it, too.

 

Did you see the clip Point of Order posted? Is she doing a whippet?

 

Dipping joints in embalming fluid thinks that's insane.

 

Yeah, she's not using nitrous.
The gases contained in the average canned air for keyboard cleaning are much more dangerous than nitrous.
Might be fun. I don't know. That stuff wasn't around when I was a kid.
Like I said, we never huffed paint or gas or anything like that. We had pretty easy access to enough regular drugs and alcohol that we din't have venture into anything that dangerous.


I'm walking on sunshine!

 

I attended college with a guy who made national headlines for huffing paint.
His mugshot was unforgettable.

 

What sort of fun feeling does Demi experience after a whipit session? Does she hallucinate having sex with a milk carton or is it just a euphoric moment or what?